Iwaizumi let his eyelids flutter open, but the harsh light of the morning sun forced him to quickly shut them again. He would have fallen asleep once more if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't remember where he was. The tan male bolted up, wildly looking around the room. Posters from all over clung to the walls with different aliens printed across the laminated paper. Aliens..? His mind wandered back to last night. To Oikawa having him over and him staying the night. He was in the brunette's bedroom.

Iwaizumi glanced over, looking for the sleeping figure of the model, but he was nowhere to be seen. What time was it? He slipped from the warmth of the duvet, searching for his clothes on the soft carpet. Finally he found his pants, digging his phone out from his pocket to check the time. The notification light flashed up at him, innocently blinking, but the message made his blood run cold and his throat go dry. Why now? Why would they contact him now, of all times?

"Iwa-chan..? Oh good you're awake! I figured I should let you sleep in since you've been complaining about waking up early for the last couple days. Plus, you just seemed really tired." Oikawa chuckled and made his way into the room, eyes flickering over Hajime's almost completely naked frame. "Hey, are you okay? You seem… I don't know, upset?" That carefree attitude vanished and all that met him was worried almond eyes.

"I'm fine, I just couldn't remember where I was for a second. I'm not used to staying at someone's place." He placed his phone down on the dresser, shrugging. It wasn't exactly a lie. Despite the countless people he had been with, he had never actually stayed the night with any of them. He always returned home before the sun could rise.

"Oh, I see. Sorry, maybe I should have stayed? I guess I would feel a bit disorientated as well." That smile was back, it was so cheeky and fun, it was hard to tell whether the other was seriously being nice or just humoring him. How annoying.

"It's fine. Hey, mind if I take shower? Oh, and maybe borrow some clothes?" Hajime picked up his vest from the night before and began to carefully fold it.

"Sure."

Iwaizumi found himself down in a large kitchen, just a half an hour later. He was in a plain, grey t-shirt that was a little too long on him and some tight fitting jeans. He doubted they were actually skinny jeans, he just was larger below the waist than Oikawa was, in a few different ways.

The other was munching quietly on a bagel, offering half to him. "Iwa-chan? Will you go on a date with me? I have a meeting later tonight, but we can do something before that, right?" Tooru blurted out suddenly as he brushed the crumbs from his chin.

Hajime choked and coughed, too surprised by the sudden question to really care. "Do you ever just sit at home and relax?" He sighed, exasperated. Normally he would turn Oikawa down without any hesitation, but he also wouldn't mind a day where his thoughts couldn't catch up to him. It had been this way since he had run into the other male. It was a refreshing change from the darkness of his room and the solitude of sneaking off at night to return to no one at all. He felt content, waking up to the smiling brunette, and didn't mind that he was almost always busy. Yet, Hajime's phone weighed heavily in his pocket. It was because of Oikawa that they had noticed him. How they got his number again, he wasn't sure.

"I do, but… I only get to keep you for one week, and I want to do things together. It's boring when I'm all alone…" Tooru rose from his seat, dropping his plate into the sink with a soft clang. "Please just keep humoring me?" There was a plea in his tone that hadn't been there before, it was enough to make Iwaizumi's mind up.

"Alright, let's go on a date. Nowhere fancy though, just a park or something. That way we won't be spotted as easily." It was true that their relationship was built around the public, but he really didn't want them to constantly be seen. Is this what it was like being famous? You could never do anything privately, someone would always find out, always care? It was exhausting and a little depressing. Maybe that's why Oikawa's manager seemed to think he had a reputation for throwing himself at people. He probably just wanted to forget about it for a bit. Hajime shook the thought away and stood up as well.

"The park sounds great! I'll wear a hat and glasses, and we can be all secret agent-like!" Oikawa ran from the room, returning with a beanie pulled over his brown mop of hair, and thick black frames covering his eyes.

It took Iwaizumi a second to comprehend that Oikawa actually needed the glasses to see, which meant.. "You wear contacts?"

The brunette's face darkened in a blush as he slowly nodded. "I used to wear glasses all the time when I was kid. People at my school would bully me." They carefully stepped outside, walking hand and hand to the nearest park as Tooru quietly spoke. "Just before Junior High started I got contacts. I partly did it so they would stop breaking my frames, but also because I wanted to play volleyball. It's really painful when the ball keeps hitting your face when you're wearing glasses, but I kind of stopped playing in high school. I still love the sport. I was just caught up in the attention. The girls at my school were asking me out everyday, and some guys too. By my second year I had an agency give me a phone call asking if I wanted to be a model…"

Iwaizumi's eyes widened slightly. "You started out that young?" What type of modeling would they have him do? It suddenly occurred to him he really didn't know much about Oikawa's career. "What do you do? Modeling wise..? Like, do you model for, men, or?"

Tooru laughed and pulled Hajime into a side hug so that he could nuzzle his face into his shoulder. "I used to. When I first started out, I was in volleyball magazines and then it was just clothing. When I graduated I decided I didn't want to go to a college or university. I mean, modeling had become a stable job for me. That kind of stopped after a year though. I no longer played sports and the clothing store I modeled for went out of business. I became desperate, and accepted any job I could get. There are a few pictures of me out there that I truly regret…" He's chocolate hues darkened for only a second before they were replaced by that blinding smile again. It made it difficult for Iwaizumi to determine whether he had imagined it or not.

"What kind of pictures..?" He instantly regretted his words when he felt the warmth retreat his body as Tooru drew in on himself.

"I'm naked in a few of them. I guess I wouldn't mind if I didn't know what people probably did while looking at them. The photographer was a creep too. He would position you personally and his hands always lingered a little too long. It was uncomfortable, but I don't do shoots like that anymore. Actually, most people have forgotten I ever did them. I'm a model for a bunch of different places now, so many I can't even remember them all. I get nice clothes and I'm paid a lot, so I never have to do modeling like that again. Plus, I'm 25, so I'm getting old for 'porn'."

"25 is old?" Iwaizumi asked, sitting himself down on a bench. He himself was 25, so it was a little odd.

"For those people. I'm still young in the business that I'm in at the moment." Oikawa shrugged and laced their fingers, reaching up to adjust his glasses. The thick frames were sliding down his slender nose, making him puff his cheeks out in exasperation. There was no other word for it, it was really cute. "Tell me about you. Do you have a job, or are you full time bad boy?"

Hajime smirked, rolling his eyes. "I get a job here and there, but most of the time I don't work. I'm friends with a guy who owns a tattoo parlor and anytime I need a place to work, he hires me. If I decide I'm done for a bit, he let's me go without any arguments. It's a weird agreement we came too since I kind of saved his boyfriend's ass a few years back."

This caught Tooru's attention. "Oh?" He leaned forward, watching Iwaizumi expectantly.

"His name is Kageyama, my friend, not his boyfriend. Though I guess the little squirt is my friend as well. Either way, at the time I was working for Kageyama and the two had gotten into a fight. Hinata ran out and I found him in some alley, surrounded by some guys. Let's just say they didn't look like they wanted to help him home. I was able to get him back to my apartment safely and I ended up calming him down. He went home to Kageyama that night. It wasn't really a big deal, but it meant a lot to Tobio, so he made this arrangement with me. If he didn't, I would probably have to keep a stable job, but with this I can just work whenever I need to."

"I would do the same thing if I was in his place… he must really love this Hinata, huh?" Oikawa readjusted his beanie, pulling the dark material over his ears.

"Yeah, I guess he does. Do you… I don't know, do you want to meet them? Kageyama already knows about you since he's the one who told me you were on the news." He needed to call them anyways, this would just make it more convenient for them to talk. As long as Oikawa wasn't listening. He wasn't sure if he wanted to burden the brunette with this, though he might have to.

"Really? I would love to meet them! I bet you've never introduced your boyfriend to your friends before, huh?" That damn smile again, this time Hajime did what came to mind first, he punched Oikawa's shoulder.

"I told you I don't date, so you're my first 'boyfriend', and we aren't even officially dating. I just need to see them since Kageyama is probably dying for me to explain what the hell happened, and why I suddenly agreed to date someone." His face was a deep crimson as he dialed the younger male's number into his phone. Oikawa shouldn't look so happy about meeting two people, it was embarrassing.

It took the two only an hour to meet up with them at the café that Oikawa and Iwaizumi had gone to after the interview. Hinata was a blur of orange as he rushed into Hajime's arms, enthusiastically screaming in his ear. "I'm so happy for you! You always look so lonely and now you're not and that's great! He's cute by the way! Kageyama told me not to ask too many questions, but you don't mind right Iwaizumi? Where did you meet? Is he really a model? Do you two-" Hinata was quickly pulled from his arms as Kageyama held back his boyfriend, flashing him an apologetic look.

"Geez Hinata, it's nice to see you too. Why don't we take a seat before you start asking questions, okay?" Oikawa was a giggling mess beside him, but Hajime just ignored it. He had warned the brunette that the smaller male was quite energetic and definitely loud.

"Thank you, Hinata. I do take pride in how cute I am. It's nice to meet you." Tooru reached out a hand with a bright smile that matched the orange haired male's. He and Kageyama shot each other a look, they were surrounded by two really cheerful people. They were doomed. "And yes, I am a model."

Hinata vigorously shook Oikawa's hand, practically bouncing his whole body with each movement. "You heard that huh? Sorry, I thought I was being quieter. I can't believe you actually got this guy to date you, he always turns down everyone I suggest. You seem really nice. He's a good guy, so make sure you're nice to him-"

"Geez Hinata, are you his mom?" Kageyama blurted out, only to get smacked.

"No, I'm his friend! I have a right to make sure his partner is nice to him, right Iwaizumi?" Hajime answered with a soft hum, messing with the strands of his dark hair. He might as well let Hinata ask his twenty questions now, or nothing would ever get done.

"I promise I'll be nice to him Hinata, don't worry about that.. and maybe I was a little lonely before I met him too, so I didn't really give him much choice in turning me down when I asked him out." Oikawa's eyes flickered over to him, taking in his slightly flushed cheeks and embarrassed expression. If Oikawa threw him off balance, Hinata knocked him over. It was a really bad idea for these two to meet up. They were going to drive him insane.

"That's so cute! Kageyama, how come you never say stuff like that?" Shouyou rounded on his boyfriend, lower lip jutted out in a pout.

"Because you don't need anything to inflame your ego, dumbass." Hinata's eyes narrowed and they started bickering softly, lightly hitting one another. It was nothing new to Iwaizumi, but he could tell Tooru was concerned.

"Don't worry, they do this all the time. They actually care about each other a lot, they just express it in different ways." He could a feel a soft smile raise his own lips as he watched the two. It was too bad his mom wasn't actually like Hinata, he would have taken the rapid fire questions in a heartbeat, opposed to what he did get.

"They're cute, it's good that they can make jabs at each other and still work out… speaking of work, I should go soon. I have to meet my manager in a bit to talk to her about the photo shoot tomorrow. I'm sorry, I want to stay longer, but…" Oikawa deflated, his almond eyes dark.

"Next time we'll plan for the whole day, don't worry." Iwaizumi kissed his cheek softly, wrapping his tan arms around him.

Tooru's face lit up into a bright smile and he returned the hug, quickly pressing their lips together. "It's a deal! I'll see you at home Iwa-chan! It was nice to meet you, Kageyama, Hinata." Just like that the brunette was off, cheerfully skipping out into the late afternoon rush. Hajime didn't understand why he was so happy about it, but then he realized something. He had planned the date this time, and they only had a few days left. If they were always this busy, then they would have to see each other again when this week was up. Could Oikawa really be excited by the fact that Iwaizumi was willing to see him even once they weren't fake dating?

"Iwaizumi? Where did he go?" Kageyama finally spoke up, frowning towards the door that Oikawa had just gone through.

"He had to go talk to his manager, but he'll come see you guys again soon, so don't look so upset Hinata… I actually needed to talk to you about something." He pulled his phone from his pocket, that blinking light feigning innocence. Iwaizumi hadn't even looked into the message yet, but he already knew what it said and he wasn't happy with it. "I got a text this morning… I've been debating on whether or not I should tell Oikawa. I mean, it might not effect him at all, but then again it could…" Hajime carefully handed the device to Tobio who's eyes widened slightly.

"They contacted you? How long has it been since you last heard from them?" A shrug. "And they want to meet up with you again.. Do you want to?" Hinata stole the phone from his boyfriend, eyebrows drawn into a frown.

"No, I don't. That's why I wasn't planning on telling him, but if they contact him…" The other two nodded slowly. The cheerful atmosphere had long since evaporated.

"You should tell him. I mean what if they find a way to talk to him? He deserves to know this stuff, right?" It was Hinata who spoke up first, handing Iwaizumi his phone back.

"I guess… it's just not something I ever wanted to talk about again." He sighed, pressing his face into his hands. What was he supposed to do? How does this even come up in a conversation? They had been talking so easily at the park, it would have worked then to slide this in there, but now..? Now he would actually have to start the topic, and he really didn't want to.

But Oikawa deserved to know.

I won't be able to update this weekend because I'm going to a con, but I'll try to post chapter 5 as soon as possible! This was kind of an informative chapter, mostly to talk about their backgrounds and introduce Hinata and Kageyama to the story. I have never actually written those two before, so sorry if it's not the best. Who do you think sent that text to Iwaizumi? Please review and like ^-^ (also I made an Archive of your own account where I will be posting this as well. Here's the link: /works/7545699/chapters/17158165